My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.
When darkness seems to hide His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
It was another rough day. But I’m standing firm.. or trying too.. on the promises I have from above.
If you’re on sinking sand… come over to the firm foundation.
This too shall pass.
Next week, it’ll be a distant memory. Try not to worry too much. Buyers say A LOT of stuff, and you never know if they’re bluffing. You have a great home, that you take care of, and I’m sure it shows.
God has never let you down. And he never will. Look only to the light. You do that so well.
Praying for you always.